Well... he didn't know what he'd expected, but once again she'd managed to surprise him. Her bluntness was one of the most endearing things, and her words—despite their vulgarity—made his heart jump. It had become blatantly clear that he was Edric to her now, and that his belief that returning to propriety was not the way to save their... well, whatever they had. Labels were the last thing on his mind, though—not with her next words.
He couldn't even respond to her, not with a blunt request that removed any question of permission from the equation. Before he could even logically think through what he was doing and the spiel he'd literally just given her, his impulse took over and the gasp between them was closed. His body practically slammed into hers, his arms wrapping around her waist possessively and his lips capturing hers.
Two evenings ago had been a slow progression from conversation from kissing—there had been flirting, teasing, and then the sudden the pent-up tension between them had finally burst—but tonight brought an immediate move from anger to passion. And it was just right, at least in his mind.
He couldn't even respond to her, not with a blunt request that removed any question of permission from the equation. Before he could even logically think through what he was doing and the spiel he'd literally just given her, his impulse took over and the gasp between them was closed. His body practically slammed into hers, his arms wrapping around her waist possessively and his lips capturing hers.
Two evenings ago had been a slow progression from conversation from kissing—there had been flirting, teasing, and then the sudden the pent-up tension between them had finally burst—but tonight brought an immediate move from anger to passion. And it was just right, at least in his mind.
— set by MJ! —